Spring is here and so are our chicks!
Believe it or not...I actually thought they were cute till it pooped on me. Bye-bye cuteness factor! You didn't stand a chance! For the time being (thank-goodness for ONLY the time being) they are living inside. I am sure Jonathan thinks they are pets. But don't worry...That horrid train of thought was lost on me! They are not my pet....No, he can keep them. (I Prefer fried) ;-) Inside our house sounds like the woods. Very (and I mean literally) Chipper. THANK-GOODNESS the roosters don't crow yet! But...anyways, Jonathan named his 'pets' Roo and Ster ( is that clever or what?) Jumper, Snow white(???), Rocketa (she rocks?) So on and so forth. I tried to talk him into names such as "Chicken Nugget" or "Rotisserie" But he ignored me. He did let me name the youngest one "Fillet" though. Thus : The pictures. This is "My" chicken. He let me keep it. Poor thing though without Jonathan's care....would surely die.
Dear Aunt Bean ~
ReplyDeleteYou make me laugh!
Love, Me
Dear Bean.
ReplyDeleteI <3 you more than you <3 all the chickens in the world...
Love,
B~
You are sweet. The chicks are Jonathan's experiment...and yes, you will get to gather eggs and wash the poop off of them for me.
ReplyDeletelooks like so much fun! And I am so glad I am not the caretaker!~ :P
ReplyDeleteAnd if your soul is ever afflicted you can make chicken soup!
ReplyDeleteHan...lol. that was sooo funny. and I really like the way you name chicks. My lil three year old bro was skypeing w/ tif the other night and he saw them on skype and told Tif to come get him and take him to your house. He thinks their pets too :D
ReplyDelete